Glastonbury Recap. Part 1 – Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

177,494 people, me and six friends have once again braved the elements to experience another fantastic yet muddy Glastonbury festival. I’m beginning to think Mother Nature has a serious problem with one particular weekend in June.

The whole shebang started of swimmingly on Wednesday evening. A late midnight arrival to Worthy Farm didn’t result in any serious darkness erection issues. The planned camping spot behind the railway track clearly wasn’t going to happen. It seemed that everyone had decided to turn up on the Wednesday instead of usual Thursday so a quick shufty around the new Dairy camping area was required. Near the toilets? Nah. Near bacon stall? Nah. We had a vegetarian in our midst. A few hundred metres and the large green uncamped area fit the bill. The tents were up in 30 mins even with the Stella flowing. A few more beers (a lot more actually) and it’s time to get some shut eye.

Thursday and it’s exploring time. Up to Lost Vagueness for some wierdness, across to the Avalon field to gaze longingly at the dry, comfortable Tipis, through the Circus and Cabaret to the Jazz World Stage for a beer. Pear cider had to do as strangely that was the only alcohol on sale… It was bloody strong though. A quick Pyramid Stage appreciation moment and we made ourselves comfortable outside the Queen’s Head for more alcoholic enjoyment. Many drinks later and it’s the obligatory trip up the stone circle for peace and calm and and we end the night in a hazy serene fashion.

Friday and now the rain comes as does the mud but the Dunkirk spirit kicks in and everyone just gets on with the task at hand, drinking and watching music. First band on the other stage is Mr Hudson and the Library. I couldn’t quite make out the library but I did see a band do a good set and cheer up the crowd in the process. Next up, Reverend and the Makers. This was the third time I’ve seen them and they just get better every time. The Reverend was on top form. A walking soundbite. “We’re Reverend and the Makers and we’re here to blow your heads off!” He threatened to nick Bjork’s monitors. Dedicated Armchair Detective to “bands who don’t want to speak out for fear of alienating their audience. Your band not a business. Think about it!” A great great band, who in my opinion, the only way is up. The rain and a need to locate a beer means we take shelter in the Bread and Rose beer tent. This means we miss fellow Wakefielders, The Cribs, but bump into friends from Wakefield instead. Many beers later and seeing Pritchard from Dirty Sanchez we take in the crazy sounds of Ralph Myerz and the Jack Herren Band in the Dance East tent. A “quick walk” up the new Park area means we end up missing Chas and Dave due to toilet queues but I did end up seeing a man in a boat up a tree dangling a basket for you to put wishes in. Only in Glastonbury eh? One wish later and a trundle past a mid-set The Coral to dance like a nutter to Simian Mobile Disco. If you don’t own their album, Attack Decay Sustain Release, well you should. Get it now. Right now. Next up were Kasabian and headliners Arctic Monkeys at the Pyramid Stage. Both brilliant classic-ridden sets if somewhat jarring energy forces on stage. An excellent end to another fun filled Glastonbury day. To be continued…

p.s. Don’t bug me about Glastonbury photos. They’re on their way ! Failing that add me on Facebook as they’re up there. : )

Full Glasto Lineup

177,500 people have waited patiently until today for the official unveiling of the 2007 Glastonbury lineup. Pretty much all of the predicted artists are in the lineup, Arctic Monkeys, Killers, Bloc Party, Kasabian, Bjork, Kaiser Chiefs, Fat Boy Slim and Chemical Brothers with overall few surprises. It’s a shame that Queens of the Stone Age, Kings of Leon, Mark Lanegan and most disappointedly Beastie Boys aren’t showing up. Maybe it’s a sign that I’ll have to give Bestival a go…

The Guardian website has a far better lineup listing than the official one. Like the official one, all the acts across all stages are detailed but more importantly comes complete with appearance times too. So, if you’re a geek like me you can start planning your days viewing now. Then again, this is Glastonbury and anything could happen. Best laid plans and all that…

Nice to see Steve McClaren hailing David Beckham’s performance in his return to the England squad in tonight’s 1-1 draw against Brazil. It does beg the question, “What did you drop him for you nob?”

Rain in Spain falls…

You go to Madrid for five days for a wedding. It’s pissing it down. You stay cooped up in your hotel because the Spaniards are having the worst rain in fifty years. You land back on UK soil. It’s pissing it down. You go to Sheffield to watch Reverend and the Makers (photos are in, well, erm, the photos section) and want to make a day of it bouncing round pubs. It’s pissing it down. You want to sit in the garden having a few drinks on a bank holiday Monday. It’s pissing it down. British Weather eh? Pfft.

So to combat the boredom and to save me from swinging from the nearest crossbeam I decided to get my arse into gear and finally put some new photos up. If you’re on them, enjoy. If not, come out for a beer sometime. It’s always an adventure….

Meanwhile in other news, get yourself out your local record store and invest in the latest in the always decent DJ Kicks series. This time comes the turn of Hot Chip to provide us with an insight into their musical tastes and it’s somewhat aces. Buy it (or obtain it by nefarious means but on your conscious be it).

Also, White Stripes imminent return to the music scene is upon us with their new track “Icky Thump”. Someone should tell them it’s Ecky Thump but they probably know this and are purposefully riling the Yorkshire population. As expected, the new single is as mad as a bag of cats with Jack doing a his best Robert Plant impression over what sounds like a stylophone and Meg doing what she always does, drumming….in….time….to….a….metronome….

Anyways, check it out;

Paris Idiot

According to an article in the Times today, Paris Hilton thinks that she should be spared from serving a 45-day jail sentence for a drink driving offence because “she provides beauty and excitement to (most of) our mundane lives.” Firstly, the way that she thinks that her “celebrity status” or money somehow elevates her above the law stinks. She broke the law, as many of us do but she got caught so she should deal with it. Secondly, the fact that she claims to provide beauty and excitement. Not in my eyes she doesn’t. Not unless you consider a dodgy porn tape exciting and an annoying pout coupled with a car alighting upskirt shot to be beauty. Fair enough, she scrubs up well but she is no beauty. The fact that her fate lays in the hands of Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger makes this even more bizarre. I reckon he should stick rods up to her request, march her into jail personally, dressed as T-800 and with her dressed as Sarah Connor. Purely for shits and giggles like.

Bank Holiday Donny Solider

Bank Holidays are great. They’re even better when I’m not on call. This means I can attempt to drink my own body weight in alcohol. I popped along to Escobar in Wakefield on Friday night to watch Devvo, who’s touring to promote his new DVD and album “From Yorkshire To New York”. The place was rammed and Devvo was pretty funny. He did all his classics, Crystal Meffin, Boys On The Beach, Donny Soldier, and Fuck Em Yung.

He went down a storm with the crowd cos he were proper boshty as owt like. Anyway, must dash. Pub is calling…